Sandriana, My Lovely Sist
Part 22's. I Choose My Brother
Surrounding these parts of the house outside and indoors, the luxury was so visible in this house, making Emma began to imagine how it would be when she became Sandro's wife. After some time just silence and talk as necessary, what Emma asked about the part of the house they passed was answered simply by Sandro.
Sandro finally decided something…
“Em... I need to talk about something serious about us, but not here.. we're going somewhere..”.
“About what San? What about the continuation of our relationship?”
Emma was impatient, because that was all she thought about, the relationship with Sandro had to continue. Sandro did not answer Emma, but when they looked at her, little heart like she could read something that was not good, the eyes of Sandro and the emotions that radiated there so cold. Emma's heart was pinched strong, her instincts made her understand what she had to do.
“This is soon lunch, San... Maybe they have prepared lunch in the back?”
“Ahh?”
Emma wanted to have lunch here, she accidentally brought Sandro into the house through the back door and she had seen Dria's activities in the kitchen, he looked so familiar with the servants in this house.
Something was further triggering a swish in his chest. He had to do something, he did not want to lose to the young girl even though it seemed like the girl had entered into the nearby environment Sandro surpassed her, he had to get Sandro, he had to get Sandro, he had to get Sandro, the only way is to use Sandro's intention to marry her. That's the only way to think.
A servant who passed some distance away from them was called Sandro.
“Call Timo here..”.
“Good Sir..”.
Timo came soon…
“Timo, I'll eat with Emma, prepare a place..”.
“Here Sir? It was temporarily prepared..”.
“No, Timothy. I'll get ready.. I'll bring my own car, and have driver Emma go home..”.
Strong and heavy-pitched words from Sandro make Timo understand what his Master's heart is like. Sandro immediately climbed into the upstairs room without saying anything to Emma again. Even if Timo's holiday remains in this house, there is no time off for him, as per his initial agreement, his holiday follows the Young Master's holiday.
Timo immediately reached into the device in his shorts pocket. Timo immediately looked at his salary to make a reservation.
“Team..”
Emma's call leaves Timo off and continues to move into Sandro's room.
“I want to eat somewhere.. pls choose that place only.”.
“Where?”
Emma mentioned a place to eat that was not so far from her house.
“It's a bit far from here Miss Emma, you guys will be late for lunch..”.
“No problem, Tim... I want the place, just do it... and don't tell Sandro that I asked for the place..”.
Timo looked for a moment at the Young Master's lover whom he knew was being overcome with emotion, very clearly on his face. He had studied the science of reading someone's face on a whim first, and it turned out to be useful because he often faced so many people in the company, he said, this helps him see the invisible from the facial lines that are on a person.
Timo was able to interpret what would happen from his Master's actions in recent times and was more validated when he heard the conversation of Young Master and Miro this morning. So Miro chooses to grant Emma's request, this woman seems to know what is waiting for her, and Timo feels Emma deserves a little kindness from Young Master.
“Alright.. You just sit here waiting for Young Master..”.
Emma didn't want to sit down, it was too excruciating just to keep quiet. Emma walked slowly observing this enormous living room. And Emma was stunned to see a very large photo containing Sandro and Dria mounted on a wall. This is a new photo, the look of Sandro now, with long hair, when he met earlier he did see Sandro change.
Two tears could not be held back from his two eyes that immediately heated up. It clearly described who the girl was for Sandro, he felt confident of being knocked out before Sandro expressed it with his lips.
Emma returned to her seat, took her salary and made a call. Something she's gotta do. While calling in saw Sandro coming down but not coming towards him and with his eyes he witnessed who Sandro was looking for. The girl was somehow coincidentally entering into this large guest room. With a distance of more than ten meters despite not hearing their conversation but Emma could see the girl talking while laughing at Sandro with one finger raised and swaying in front of Sandro, he said, sandro's attitude then made his heart hurt.Sandro caught the finger and grabbed the girl in his arms while shuffling her hair, looking very affectionate. Before long the girl seemed to be pointing at herself, and Emma's eyes were still very good at reading the changes in Sandro's expression.
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They eat in silence in a private room. Emma's so heartless, Sandro too. Actually they're done eating, and Emma's restless waiting for two things. If Sandro starts talking now, it's likely that their relationship won't be saved. He didn't want that, he still hoped for a chance to maintain his relationship with Sandro, and as long as Sandro hasn't said it he still has a chance at it.
Emma's rosegold ringing reads, Emma smiles with relief this is one thing she is also waiting for. Emma then answers the call, accidentally turning on the speaker.
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“Mam... What is it?”
“Your father did not want to eat since earlier, he wanted to meet you just wanted to eat.
“I was eating with my lover, mam..I may not be able to go home as soon as possible.. But after eating, I promise I will go home.. I happen to have lunch not far from home.”.
“Mami is in Botanica, where are you?”
“Oh mam... what a coincidence, I'm here too... mami in which room?”
“Mami on the left side, the place we used to use..”.
“Oh alright... we got there..”.
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“San... Would you please come with me for a moment? My papa is sick, she is very hard to eat and she is here.just a moment after that we come back here.”.
Sandro was not wanting any interference, since he had already stringed words and sentences to be conveyed to Emma but heard Emma's situation his human soul spoke.
“I don't think it's right I met your parents, but you can go, I'll wait for you back here..”.
“San.. I already mentioned you are here, they have heard about you from me, you have also brought me to meet your papi, my papa is sick anyway…
“But Em... I said earlier, it was not right for me to meet your parents..”.
Sandro wasn't ready for a meeting like this and it wasn't needed anymore, he didn't have to meet Emma's parents.
“San... please, just a minute?”
Emma was already standing and so begging to stare at Sandro while Sandro never wanted to be dictated let alone forced to do something.
“No Em... don't force me..”.
“Oh San... alright... alright... but wait until I come, you said there was something important for us to discuss..”.
“Ya... we have to finish this.”
Emma frowned at Sandro's words that implied something but immediately grabbed her salary again and then moved from her seat. Before Emma left the private room, the door was knocked open and a man was pushed in a wheelchair by a nun, followed by a middle-aged woman who dressed very well.
“Mam? I'm just going there..”.
“Papi can't wait, so ask here, so mommy bring papi here. forgive interrupt your lunch..”.
“Oh no problem.. mam, pap... introduce... this is Sandro my lover...”.
Sandro, who did not expect this incident, could only look at the three people who entered their room and immediately noticed the condition of Emma's papi, possibly having a stroke because the face was slightly tilted. But the ethics and courtesy taught to him make Sandro welcome the hand of the mother of Emma and the help of the right hand papi Emma who he raised aided by his left hand.
“I mama Emma, Naomi Lynne and this is Emma's papa, William Lynne..”.
“I Sandro..”
“Timo is taking care for additional food Em.. and I'd better leave, there's still something I need to work on..”.
“San?”
“Sorry Em. Forgive me uncle... aunt.. I am happy to get acquainted with uncle and aunt.”.
Sandro stood up and nodded in salute to Emma's parents.
“Pardon us for bothering you, Son Sandro..”
“Oh no aunty, we've finished since, and it's a coincidence that uncle and aunt are here and need Emma… but forgive me can not delay again for my business.”.
Sandro stepped out and began to doubt the coincidence of this encounter. He knew someone responsible for this, his own assistant. Emma also exited the room and chased after Sandro who was heading outside with her long steps.
“San.. this is not long, I just need to serve papi for a while..”.
“Timo has already completed the payment for your parents' table as well.. I won't drive you, Em...”.
Sandro didn't ask the valet parking attendant to pick up his car, he looked for it himself and that must have been in the priority parking area. Emma had not stopped and passed through Sandro immediately and blocked Sandro from getting into the car by standing at the door.
“San..”
“Don't be like this Em, I have to go, we'll talk but not now.”.
“San... You just met my papi mami for a few minutes and you just left them? Papi under such circumstances has tried to come to our room.. and you seem to ignore..”.
“Emma Lynne! Move now!”
An angry Sandro tried to control his voice so as not to be too rough but full of pressure. They were outside, there were people around them.
“San... Don't be like this to me, please.”.
Sandro ruffled his waist with an angry face. He took a few breaths so he could talk to Emma.
“Try telling me... What a coincidence did Timo order this place for us to have lunch? Timo wouldn't do anything without Emma's calculations! He knows my mealtime well... and... does it happen that your parents also had lunch here? What coincidence did I meet them?”
“What's the problem for you to meet my parents.. even if I set it up like that?”
“Yes! That's a problem for me Emma, I have no plans to meet them, and I'm angry that you did it on purpose!”
“This is not fair to me San.. I have met your papi, we must pass this before marriage... This is the stage..”.
“I don't plan on marrying you Emma Lynne, not anymore!”
Finally the sentence that Sandro wanted to say and vice versa the sentence that Emma did not want to hear was triggered from Sandro's mouth in the parking area. Although Sandro does not want to express in this way and situation, Sandro has said it.
Emma was leaning on Sandro's car door, two tear-filled spheres came out, followed by another clear stream on her cheek. Emotions from the moment he saw the friendly embrace at the back of Sandro's house trying to be held as hard as a heart these few hours finally manifested through his bated cries.
Sandro is not used to the woman who puffs emotions in front of him, he can only look at Emma and do not know what to do. Does he have to pull Emma out of his car door? It felt like it was too harsh to do for a woman who was crying.
“You hurt me San.. You triggered this first time, you want to marry me first time.. You gave me hope Sandro Kristoffer Dervish... Why would you break my heart?”
Emma said softly between her cries. He rubbed the tears on his cheek, his two hands holding his chest which was very painful as he looked at Sandro. Sandro was still silent in front of him.
“Didn't you see my efforts to get us close? Why is it like this San, What's my fault?”
Sandro let out his heavy breath. Everything had to be said even in a place like this, he was also a dignified man who had to explain his attitude. So Sandro lowered his hand from his waist, trying to relax his posture in order to speak well.
“Sorry I hurt you. but this is not true if we continue, this will not work Em, because it is not necessary to find who is wrong. But I have to reiterate to you. Our relationship cannot continue, we do not have feelings of love for each other. I'm sorry to talk about marriage before this, but I have to say I can't marry you without the feeling of love. I never loved you Emma..”.
“San, love can come later..we can start by making friends first, we start just slowly, the most important thing is we commit each other.”.
“I've decided Em, I can't continue with you.”.
Emma's chest came back as if stabbed, so it hurt to hear Sandro's rejection. The tears came back.
“Is it because of the girl? I can accept you cheating San, I have forgiven you, I understand we are far apart and you need a distraction.”.
“Emma Lynne? You think I'm that kind of guy? Which girl do you mean?”
Sandro's emotions rose again, automatically his hands back on his waist.
“The girl in your house, the girl you hugged earlier, she is your affair right?”
“She's my sister Emma, she's Sandriana... What's on your mind?”
“Adik? Sandriana?”
Emma is struck by the fact that she doesn't know much about Sandro. So there is no affair between Sandro, this is purely because Sandro did not want to marry him?
And for Sandro, even though the love for Dria was so great now, it occupied all parts of his heart, it spread through all the neurons in his brain and dominated the thousands of thoughts that came out of his brain every day, but she doesn't want Dria to be called his mistress. She never cheated on him, it was too low for her, and the one thing her love was only for Dria since there was love in her heart, she had never felt in love with anyone all this time, including Emma.
But of course she can't honestly say that she does love Dria because she doesn't want Emma to conclude that Sandriana is present in her life after Emma and has become a bully of their relationship. Moreover, she still has to fight for Dria to know her feelings and still have to try to make Dria fall in love with him.
“She's my sister..and it's funny you don't know I have a sister when you're my lover… we are not in a relationship stage worthy of being called lovers because we do not know each other anything, I guess we do not care for each other actually.”.
“I'm sorry San... I will try to get to know you and your family, let me get closer to it..”.
“No Em... no! Just get here, we're done. Please shift, I have to go, I don't want to act rude to you.”.
“But San... My parents have known about our relationship..”.
“You can explain to them..”.
“I can't, my papi shouldn't think too much, if she has a stroke again, she will die... I can't say this to her..
“Emma??? Uhhh! I know now, you're on purpose right, that's your goal right? You used your papi pain to hold me by your side? You actually know my attitude! I don't care Em, don't dictate to me, solve your own problems! Move!”
Sandro finally pulls Emma shifted from her car door, she doesn't want to extend this, she's fed up now, Emma is forcing her, and she doesn't want to get caught up in Emma's manipulative actions. Sandro got into his car.
“If my papa dies, it's because of you, San.”.
Emma quickly said before the door closed. Sandro released his sharp gaze.
“You threatened me? It won't work Em... You don't know me!”
Sandro's car sped away, leaving Emma limp in disappointment because her strategy didn't work. How do I get Sandro to stay by his side? Emma racked her brain.
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😭 I don't know the groove fits no, hiksss
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